trash come

Chapter 1 001: Let’s share the pot, even with a machete
"Xiaobai, do you have someone you like?"

"Yes, I have."

"Who is it? I haven't seen anyone of the opposite sex around you, either?"

"The man I like stands on the pinnacle of glory."

As she finished speaking, the excited voice of the game commentator sounded in the live broadcast room.

"Congratulations to our MK team for winning the championship of this Elite Challenge!"

In the gaudy barrage, a name filled the entire screen of the live broadcast room.

In the last few minutes of the game interface, Li Mu, the captain of the MK team, broke into the finals alone. With no ammunition and food and dissatisfaction, he destroyed the team in 1v4, scored 11 eliminations, and won the final victory.

Li Mu once said, as long as I don't fall, you can't win.

Now, he has proved this sentence with his strength.

"Xiaobai Xiaobai, I'm your fan. I finally matched you. Don't worry, I'm not here to snipe you. Look, I even put away my gun. I'll protect you with this one."

The excited voices of boys could be heard from all over the wheat. Nuo Bai looked at the boy in bodysuit pants jumping up and down across from him, and suppressed a smile and said: "It's not good to form an illegal team, let's share the pot."

As she spoke, she took out the hamster-looking pan behind her back.

"No, I finally matched you, how could you hit me with a pan!"

The opposite boy complained in a sad tone.

Fans laughed like crazy in the barrage.

[Hahahaha Xiaobai, just follow my family, this kid is so pitiful]

[It’s true love, Xiaobai, don’t let it down]

[Are we novices so good that even fans can’t stand it?Need to personally escort someone? 】

[Hahaha, it’s true what you said, Xiaobai, you are ruthless. People come here to protect you, but you actually ask them to share the pot]

Nobai hesitated for a moment: "I don't like frying pans, so is a machete, or a crowbar?"

With that, she turned and entered the house behind her, replacing the pan with a machete.

I saw a cute girl wearing a baby cream pie, holding a black machete, and ran out of the house menacingly.

opposite:"."

I am a fan of some kind of flamboyant anchor.

Then, he heard his anchor say the cruelest words in the softest voice.

Noble: "Are you ready? I'm going to chop you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Nuo Bai waved the machete in his hand and slashed at the boy in front of him.

As a result, the opponent used his body skills to show off Nuo Bai's face. She kept slashing for 3 minutes, and only one knife fell on the opponent, which was still a minor injury.

Nuobai covered his face, this is really embarrassing.

"Xiao Bai, I don't want to fight with you, so let's meet in the finals." The boy struggled to suppress his laughter, waved to No Bai, and left P City.

Nuobai breathed a sigh of relief. After dealing with a man-machine that was sneaking up on him from behind, he waited for the next opportunity to shrink and looked up at the barrage.

[Xiaobai's body skills are as good as immortals, and his strength is as strong as a sword. In short, I am awesome]

[Xiaobai lets us fans, this is by no means her true strength]

[Xiaobai 1v99, she was afraid of hurting our self-esteem, so she expressed it more implicitly during the live broadcast]

[If I hadn’t had a level 7 fan card, I would have almost believed it]

Nuo Bai laughed out loud and followed the words of the fans: "That's not true. My strength is not shown easily. Let me tell you, this wave is very detailed. It seems that I only got hit by one knife. In fact, I did it on purpose. Those who let loose are all my own fans. I can’t bear to do it and have to show off to the inspection system. You guys, it’s all about the details.”

[It sounds so reasonable, I almost believed it]

[I just used Lingbo Weibu, everyone should learn from it]

[Conscience anchor, like it]

[In this hypocritical world, does anyone still tell the truth?]

　This is my first time writing an e-sports article, so there are many immature aspects, the writing style is childish, the plot is boring, etc., so I hope that everyone who clicks in will not have high expectations, just think of it as a bedtime hypnotic novel. grateful!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)